Chapter 2 2. My father Huang Chengyan (My dear sons ask for all kinds of things~)

Author: nonsense and gossip

Chapter 2 2. My father Huang Chengyan (My dear sons ask for all kinds of things~)

Coincidentally, Huang Chengyan finally returned home today. Before he could settle down, he was dragged to the workshop by Mr. Cai.

"Aya, madam! Slow down, slow down!" After all, Huang Chengyan was also traveling all the way and was a little tired, but he couldn't help but his wife grabbed his hand and dragged him towards the workshop.

He also said that he had only been away for a few months, so when did he have such a house beside Mianshui? It was his little daughter who created it!

"Hurry up!" Cai's maiden's name is an elegant word, so she was naturally anxious at this time. After hearing the news reported to her by Huang Cong, Huang Chengyan happened to arrive home, so she didn't care about anything else, grabbed her husband and ran to the workshop.

"Okay, okay!" Huang Chengyan didn't dare to ask anything else. He only ordered the servants who came back to carry the things home first, and then quickened his pace.

Huang Cong, who was following behind the couple, didn't say anything, but he knew that his sister was much better than his uncle! He could even make paper as smooth as snow, and he also knew that he could catch fish in a fish trap.

You can catch wild pheasants and mountain rabbits by setting traps... He knows astronomy and geography, which is no worse than Guan Zhong or something like that!

As soon as he entered the workshop, Huang Chengyan saw wet paper stacked on paper racks, and then a huge slurry pond. Song Bo and another tenant were scooping out rice slurry with a curtain-like object.

Next to it... there are stacks of paper!

That’s right, it’s paper!

He has used so much Caihou paper, of course he knows it is paper!

This paper is so white, soft, delicate and smooth!

Take a breath!

How much money does this cost!

Gently touch the prepared paper with one hand, close your eyes, and stroke your beard with the other hand, feeling comfortable all over! Drawing and writing on such paper is like floating in a thousand cups!

Be a floating thousand cups!

This feel and texture are countless times better than Caihou paper!

At this moment, he couldn't wait to take these papers home and draw all the mechanical drawings at home again!

Then based on these papers, copy all kinds of books!

Hiss...it's simply great!

Just when Huang Chengyan was obsessed with the feel of the paper, Huang Yueying was angry when she saw a middle-aged man with a short beard touching her newly made white bamboo paper with his slightly blackened hands that had not had time to wash.

Don't come anywhere.

However, she just saw Mr. Cai leading this man's hand into the workshop.

"I've met Mr. Lang!"

"I've met Mr. Lang!"

"Mr. Lang is back?"

At this time, the tenants in the workshop also said hello. Huang Chengyan was not harsh on the tenants, so the tenants were also enthusiastic. Besides, after the paper is made, there will be rewarded food!

Yes, Huang Yueying is sure, this is her cheap dad, Huang Chengyan!

"Father...your hands are too dirty!" She yelled out these two words through gritted teeth, and took away her father's black hand with one hand, so as not to waste her paper.

"Hahaha, Ah Chu!" Huang Chengyan came to his senses, saw his daughter, and picked her up without hesitation, "Father is back!"

Huang Yueying: ...I am a thirty-year-old man, and I was picked up by a creature named father.

The feeling of being suspended in the air was scary at first, but the old father's hands and arms were steady and strong, not swaying at all. In an instant, his nose was sore and his eyes were red, and he buried his head on his shoulder.

Yes, when I saw Huang Chengyan, for some reason, I suddenly felt so wronged and so relieved, and finally turned into hot tears,

Huang Yueying, you can rest assured, your parents are my parents.

In this era, I will continue to walk well for you!

Mrs. Cai from behind saw it and smiled happily.

There was also cheerful laughter in the workshop.

Huang Chengyan felt the warmth on his shoulders. Thinking of his daughter's mischief and mischief when she was a child, he felt increasingly guilty. Achu Fenghan was seriously ill before and he didn't have time to come back. He was really unqualified to be a father.

Fortunately, God has favored them, and their Achu and Ji people have their own destiny.

"I'm sorry, my father is late, I'm sorry." He held his daughter with one hand and patted her back with the other hand, comforting her warmly, "It's weird, Achu."

"Father, it was made of bamboo paper. I promised my uncles to ask for credit and give each of them fifty kilograms more corn!" Huang Yueying knew that she was crying, but it was probably because of the original owner. She was only thinking about doing things, so she was depressed.

Open your mouth and ask for rewards for these tenants.

"Good." Huang Chengyan smiled and looked at Cai, who naturally nodded. Then, Huang Chengyan said, "I have worked hard these days, everyone. After work today, each of you will receive fifty kilograms of corn!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lang!"

"Thank you sir!"

"I'll thank you sir later!"

The tenants are naturally happy. They have been tossing with the little lady of the Huang family for more than a month, isn't it just for the stuttering? Otherwise, who will do the work in this winter? Now that it is made of bamboo paper, they have another reward, which is also a small one.

The lady is kind-hearted, and since they accept this love, they will naturally work harder.

Then, Huang Chengyan hugged his daughter and walked around the workshop. There were several pools in the workshop, some were filled with bamboo, some were soaked with bamboo that looked thin, and there was another pool with bamboo in it.

is being beaten.

Although such a workshop, these pools, and the surrounding walls and houses are simple, it would take a lot of manpower to build them.

"Song Jun, you have worked hard these days when I am not at home." Huang Chengyan then thanked his tenants, but changed the topic, "It's just that today's papermaking matter, I hope you will not leak it to outsiders, otherwise,

Don’t blame me for showing no mercy."

"That's what Mr. Lang said."

"Young Master, you can rest assured."

"Don't worry, sir. The lady and I have already signed, uh, a contract called confidentiality regulations, so we can save it!" Song Bo was still a little excited. Since Cai Hou, papermaking has only been used by a few people.

The family controls it, let alone a humble family like them. Now the bamboo paper made by the little lady has benefited scholars all over the world.

Although he is old and his son has already missed the age to enter school, his grandson, his grandson's son...maybe he will be able to study in the future?

Confidentiality regulations? Deed? After hearing these two words, Huang Chengyan laughed and said, "That's it."

He didn't expect that his daughter was very considerate in everything she did.

"Then it will be hard work for you all today."

"It's not hard."

"You're welcome, Sir."

As he said that, Huang Chengyan had no intention of letting Huang Yueying down. He took a roll of bamboo paper on the side with his other hand, held it in his arms, and said to Mrs. Cai, "Madam, are you going home?"

"Okay, go home!" Ms. Cai responded warmly, then looked at Huang Cong, took a smaller roll of paper and handed it to him, "Cong'er can take some paper back home and write some. If there is anything missing,

Let me tell your sister again."

"Thank you, aunt." Huang Cong knew that he couldn't refuse. Besides, he was also curious.

"Is Cong'er already eight years old?" Huang Chengyan looked at this little nephew and asked with a smile.

"Yes, uncle."

"Have you entered school yet?"

"Father has enlightened me, but... I haven't entered the clan school yet." Huang Cong shook his head, with a magnanimous look on his face, "However, this year's harvest is good, and my father has collected the bundles for me to cultivate."

"Good." Huang Chengyan was satisfied.

The Huang family is an heirloom of poetry and calligraphy as well as farming and reading. Different families have different financial capabilities. The so-called clan education means that all the Huang family's children are eligible for admission. Of course, they still have to pay Shu Xiu. This is present.

As for the tenants of the Huang family, they do not enjoy this qualification. If the children of the tenants want to go to school, they need to get through all the joints in the family, which costs a lot of money. In this era, few tenants can afford such a price.

Today's aristocratic families are all like this, this is a monopoly.

This is how an iron-clad family and a flowing dynasty came to be.

…

Huang Yueying did not expect that she would fall asleep, and she fell asleep while being held by Huang Chengyan, sleeping extremely soundly.

"Achu, Achu?" Huang Chengyan called softly when he arrived at home, but saw no movement from his daughter.

"Achu is asleep." Ms. Cai chuckled, "Please let her go back to the room."

Huang Chengyan also smiled, and walked into the house with a stomp. Then he followed the instructions gently, put his daughter on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with the quilt, and looked at her for a long time. He felt that the other person was much calmer, and naturally he felt a sense of joy in his heart. Feeling distressed.

Even though he is twelve years old, he is still so light when picked up. Huang Chengyan sighed again.

…

Back in the study, Huang Chengyan looked at the roll of bamboo paper he had brought back, feeling excited again. He spread the paper gently, took one piece, put a weight on it, and spread the paper flat.

This touch!
To be continued...